...and Jesus walked softly beside...
None of this was your faultNow, you must understand, I didn't know that for all those years. I had believed it was my fault. I didn't think about it much at all. But down in the deep waters of my soul that conviction had settled, grown, like barnacles on a shipwreck, lies clinging to my heart. This all happened because my heart is bad; it's my fault. And down the Spirit went to speak the words to break those lies.
None of this was your faultAnd something of my heart came free that night."
From Waking the Dead by John Eldredge
I'm waiting.
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